Shang Liang Yue's

Shang Liang Yue's
Chapter 891 The Woodworker

"Father, Mother wants her son to be a useful person before the emperor. However, Mother's heart does not represent her son's heart. Son wanted to be a useful person like Uncle Huang. For the emperor, for the emperor, for the people, regardless of everything."


Di Jiu Jin said these few words firmly and calmly.


Not at all like his reckless temperament.


Staring at Di Jiu Jin like this, the emperor smiled.


This smile made the frozen atmosphere around him disappear in an instant.


The emperor said, "Good! You all follow your uncle as an example, I'm happy!"


* * *


Yu Palace.


After Di Yu left, Shang Liang Yue tidied herself up and started making things.


In fact, he didn't do anything.


Just something for the old man.


And these things are all modern, modern high-tech, upgraded from generation to generation.


Now, he applied it to ancient times and made it with his own methods.


To draw the blueprints and make the equipment, Shang Liang Yue took all kinds of tools and struck out alone in the bedroom.


Wan Shi Qian Hong, who was curled up inside the cage, heard the voice and stuck out his neck to look up.


After seeing Shang Liang Yue do something strange, he curled up again and continued to sleep.


Shang Liang Yue worked hard, and time passed bit by bit.


When Di Yu returned, the Yu Palace Hall was very quiet.


No disturbance at all.


However, as he walked towards the courtyard of the bedroom …


That peace is broken!


"Da!"


"Da!"


"..."


"Dogs!"


"Dogs!"


"..."


In the bedroom, there was a sound of impact and impact.


As well as Shang Liang Yue's voice.


"Wait, wait."


"Yes, that's it. Hold on and don't move."


"Dogs! Dogs! Dog!"


These voices break the silence on the page.


It seemed, this cold winter had also come alive.


Di Yu slowed down, opened the curtain, and entered.


In the room, on the smooth floor there are many wooden stems with different lengths, flatness, and shapes.


There were wood chips under this log, and various woodworking tools.


Looking at Di Yu, the dark guard who was propping up the wood immediately let go and bowed. "My lord."


As soon as the dark guard took it off, the wood was nothing to sustain.


The wood fell to the floor.


Shang Liang Yue called out, "Hey!"


When the dark guard heard Shang Liang Yue's call, he immediately looked up.


Face changed!


He quickly stretched out his hand to support the wood.


But a thin thread came and held the wood firmly.


Seeing this scene, the dark guard immediately knelt down. "My lord, I'm sorry!"


Staring at the man holding hands with a pained expression, Di Yu said in a deep voice. "Go."


"Yes!" The dark guard immediately came out and closed the door.


Di Yu pulled the thin thread, and with a wave of his hand, the thin thread wrapped around the pillar next to him.


Stand firm.


And as the thin thread wrapped around the pillar, Di Yu also came to Shang Liang Yue's side and grabbed his hand.


When Di Yu had just entered, it was at that moment that Shang Liang Yue was nailing a wooden nail into the wood.


As soon as the dark guard let go, and the wood twisted, Shang Liang Yue's hand that knocked on the wooden nail also twisted, and the hammer hit her own hand.


Now, a piece of skin on that delicate finger had been peeled off.


Blood spurting.


Upon seeing it, Di Yu's heart stiffened.


"Medicine equipment." With an icy sound, the temperature in the palace instantly dropped below zero.


The dark guards quickly brought the medicine box.


To prevent the bleeding, Di Yu placed his finger on Shang Liang Yue's arm.


Then opened the medicine box, took out its contents, and treated Shang Liang Yue's wounds quickly, accurately, and carefully.


Shang Liang Yue's knock was really hard, but this light wound was nothing.


He did not complain of being sick like an ordinary woman.


Di Yu did not speak.


Just looking at Shang Liang Yue's fingers with his eyes.


His hands keep moving.


His face is heavy.


His thin lips formed a cold straight line.


It looks very scary.


Looking at Di Yu like this, Shang Liang Yue said, “That's not your fault!”


It appears suddenly and scares people.


When Di Yu heard Shang Liang Yue's words, his hand movements stopped.


Then his movements became more relaxed.


In just a stick of incense, Di Yu wrapped Shang Liang Yue's finger.


Watching his originally thin finger turn into a rice dumpling, Shang Liang Yue raised his molen banana-like finger and looked at Di Yu. "My lord, don't you know how to bandage a small wound?"


It was just a small wound, and Di Yu even bandaged it as if Shang Liang Yue's finger was about to break.


Di Yu lowered Shang Liang Yue's hand, and looked at Shang Liang Yue with a deep gaze. "Don't move anymore."


Shang Liang Yue turned her hands and narrowed at him. "My work is not done yet."


Di Yu, "I'll finish it."


Shang Liang Yue was surprised. "My master can finish it?"


Di Yu packed the medicine box and put it aside.


Seeing that the standing shelf did not look like a shelf, and the wood did not look like wood, Di Yu looked at Shang Liang Yue. "How do you do it? You say."


It seems like the prince will listen to what you have to say.


Shang Liang Yue knew that Di Yu was good at fighting and cunning. But he did not know that Di Yu was also a carpenter.


Shang Liang Yue blinked and said, "OK, I said, you did it."


So, he gave the blueprints he had drawn to Di Yu. "look first. We'll talk after you understand."


Finished speaking, Shang Liang Yue sat on a chair and started drinking tea and eating snacks.


He looked at Di Yu with a smile.


Di Yu may not be able to do modern things.


However …


In a cup of tea, Di Yu put down the pictures, took the objects on the floor, and started working.


When he was about to eat the second cake, when Shang Liang Yue saw Di Yu's movements, the cake that was about to be put into his mouth stopped.


He also opened his mouth with a cake in his mouth.


Will understand?


Shang Liang Yue could not believe it.


Put the cake in her mouth onto the plate and watch Di Yu's movements.


Then …


Shang Liang Yue was silent.


The semi-finished product he made was completed by Di Yu in just a stick of incense.


And exactly the same as the picture.


Shang Liang Yue's jaw almost fell down in surprise.


Is this an ancient man?


These are ancient people that have been worn from modern times to ancient times.


Di Yu got up.


Looking at the thing that looked like a hanger, but it was not a hanger, he asked, "What is this?"


Both sides of the shelf were polished fine logs, the bottom was oddly shaped, installed on the floor, and in the center were two swing-like objects that would vibrate.


That looks really weird.


Upon hearing Di Yu's question, Shang Liang Yue closed her small mouth which opened in surprise, then stood up and stepped forward.


He came and looked at the shelf, from top to bottom, from left to right.


Then it circled it twice.


After confirming that there was no problem, Shang Liang Yue looked at Di Yu.


"My master, do you know the skill of dunjia?"


( ⁇ : qin man and jiao: ancient Chinese divination traditions still in use today)


Otherwise, how could he have resolved this after reading the picture?


Di Yu continued to stare at Shang Liang Yue, and when he heard what Shang Liang Yue said, the ink in his eyes moved slowly. "Yes." Yeah."


Shang Liang Yue's eyes immediately sparkled.


This guy will be like this, will it be like that, is he a tycoon?


"What else will be done?"


Di Yu looked at those bright eyes full of curiosity.


Step through.


Approaching Shang Liang Yue.


Subdues head.


Stared at.


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